memento

I
find them

even now

every now

and
then

little       pieces     of you

fallen     behind the      desk

at the          back of the       closet

lodged        between the       pages

     of a         book I started     reading

   once upon
  a time

  and long ago

 tiny mementos

    that keep     you here

      beyond          the grasp 

    of grave           and grief